Many excellent phrases in here, "whispering layers of time," "the large mirror beside me" (!) "the tree of unsaid beauty" and each adds its note to the somewhat frightening song of this poem. I think perhaps we both wrote about demons this week.

Very nice and the playing of time and beauty its earthly stuggle with a mirror..as always she waits this elder women...to steal us, to devour us...you write that internal struggle so beautifully....bkm